Inspired by my own Mamaw and her homemade wine and porch sipping, problem splitting ability.

I started writing lyrics and melodies a little over a year ago, and this was my very first one. This is still a scratch vocal, but I like its raw, imperfect feeling. I'm not sure if I'll do anything else with it.

This is the third song I have ever co-wrote. It is a scratch vocal and not perfect. Someday, I will hire a vocalist and clean it up.

This is just my simple way of saying leaning into the sad is my way of getting through the sad.

A 17 year old girl who lived through the woods, one neighborhood over, recently passed away. I never knew her. I didn't know her family. I just heard things through the grapevine and read all the stories online about this beautiful soul. So, I took the information I had and tried to imagine the things her parents would like to remember, and I wrote this song.

My father died four months ago.
This is my tribute to him.
He was the kindest, gentlest, selfless man I will ever know.
He was the perfect dad for me.

Work tape. My lyrics set to a paid for melody and vocal generator to edit for studio demo coming soon. Lost my Dad before I could get back home one last time. Life got busy and I should have made it a priority. Big regret!